Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Dancing In The Rain's

We arrived at Puncak Wanagiri attraction, Jalan Raya Wanagiri, Pancasari, Sukasada Subdistrict, Buleleng Regency, Bali, about fifteen minutes from Banyumala Waterfall area. There are some interesting photo spots there, but not many that we make a place for our prewedding photo background, because almost all spots must be in line. Patiently we queue at the swing spot. On top of that swing we sat together, a swing suspended on the trunk of a large wooden tree growing on the edge of a ravine, against the backdrop of Lake Buyan. In addition to the swing that makes the photo romantic, as well as the pose, Zia told us to imitate the pose that she was searching on the internet, sitting together on the swing, our positions facing each other, and the, both of my legs were placed on Reza's right thigh. Then Reza put her hand around my neck, then kissed my cheek, just like the photo that Zia was looking at.

This photo session took a little time, because we were hard pressed to hold back the laughter. Like yesterday when taking pictures like Irfan Bachdim and Jennifer. Because, many kissing moments that we passed, and all of them left a deep impression in my memory, not just a kiss that just happened.

"Serious expression, not grinning laugh. And don't be long, a lot of people want to take pictures there" Zizi protested.

Then, another one in the heart shape photo spot, Reza does not want to follow the example of poses from Zia or Aarin. "You shut up, look me in the eye" he said. Then he held my jaw with his fingers, posing as if he was going to kiss me.

And cekrekk, the photo was taken. I know, it was a Reza Rahadian-style kiss to Tara Basro in the movie Half Worlds.

Elementary, yes... Reza Rahadian KW version!

By the afternoon, from Puncak Wanagiri attraction, we took a journey of more than forty minutes to Lovina Beach. Black sandy beach located in Kalibukbuk Village, about 10 km to the west of Singaraja City.

"For what?" reza asked as he watched me gather shells and snails on the beach.

"This? To make the curtains," I said. "I have many, lo, of the many beaches I've been to."

"Can't buy, honey. Why bother making your own? After all, can you make it yourself?"

"It's hard, anyway. I know it. But I want something special, not something easy to buy with money" I said.

Reza nodded her head at my words, and then she helped me. We managed to collect many different types of shells, much more than I was used to. I thanked him for helping me to collect those multifaceted shells.

"Together" he said, lifting me up with his stout hand, and it had become his habit - a habit that always shocked me and screamed hysterically.

Reza carried me into the water, and we swam and dived by the sea. As far as I've ever felt, diving is fun, but it turns out to be much more fun when diving with our loved ones.

Ah, lebay, yes. Her name is also the girl who is in love. But really, Reza made my weapon more colorful. Even at night, when Dimas activated the led projector when we ate dinner. The same dinner atmosphere as the previous two nights, at a long table near the pond, a variety of dishes, and colorful flickering lights.

"There's an interesting video, here," Dimas said. "Watch until it's round, obligatory."

At first everyone was enthusiastic, but so they fizzled when they saw me singing Dygta's Lonely song in the video, because indeed everyone - except Aarin - they had witnessed themselves -- live alias - - as I sang at Zia's reception back then. Even I was not as enthusiastic as a few seconds before.

"Sori, Bro," Ari's voice is heard in the video. That's when everyone was enthusiastic. While Reza, who was initially leaning, began to straighten his shoulders, ready to be a spectacle material. "It looks like you really have no chance of getting close to Inara. Mas Hengky just discussed a little about you, but Inara had - yes so, arguably angry not too, but had a chattering, kept him running to the room."

Reza was disappointed. "Free dong I'm here? Hmm.. Yeah, what do you want? It's ok," he said.

In the video, Reza who had been holding the guitar from the beginning - immediately diverted his disappointment by continuing to sing, without knowing that what he was doing was recorded by the camera. Dimas at that time pretended to only hold the camera, not showing that he was recording someone who was heartbroken and swallowed bitterly a hunk of disappointment just because his feelings were not welcomed. Reza sings the song My feelings Adista version or with the title Adorable version of the Mafia Band.

In the video Dimas tucked some pictures of me with various expressions, expressions as I laughed until the expression when I was sad. At first Dimas recorded the moment only because he liked it when Reza sang pop songs in his version - Reza Dinata version. But, who would have thought that what he did was actually useful as entertainment material for everyone?

Reza just shook his head while smiling to hold the shame of being used as spectacle material. While I desperately held my lips so that I would not let go of laughing at him. In fact, I swear, my stomach was so dark because Dimas edited the video with a funny crying emoticon effect.

Fiuhhh, although actually I was a bit nervous, but I was still desperate to sing the next song, Halalkan Me in the dangdut koplo version, a song that managed to break the night, everyone swayed. Ihsan who had practiced singing the song with me, immediately took the position as a drumstick, even though what he beat was just a big jar filled with crackers. But, what I will never forget is Reza's reaction to menywerku with several colorful sheets of money until the contents of his wallet drained out. Haha! A matre? Bodo. It was a fun, sweet and funny experience to remember. A sweet moment created because of my closeness.

Foolishly, especially that night, a Reza Dinata saw the other side in Inara Satria. But, even so, she remains my Reza, who loves me with all my madness and abnormality. Or maybe he's the one who's driving me crazy, getting crazy? Might as well.

Oops! Rain - the party broke up.

"Come on," take me with a foot. But my steps stopped, I felt Reza's one hand pull my body. I flinched, my body shook. Not because of his tightly coiled left hand on my waist, nor his tightly held right hand from above my shoulder. But...

Because of his breath. The whirring of the hunting breath swept the ears, as well as the gentle touch of her lips at the nape of my neck, I brushed, the kiss was warm - I could hardly feel the cold rain that soaked my whole body.

"Thank you" he said.

"For?"

"Everything."

"Say more specific."

"Thank you for the love you gave me. Thank you for making me happy, especially the happiness I feel right now, all because of you."

I just wanted to respond, but, the tone of Tum Hi Ho caught my attention. Now, open my eyes to the source of his voice. Aarin, that sweet girl turned it around. He hinted us to dance.

"Wanna dance with me?" ask Reza.

"Dancing in the rain?"

"Yes, please?"

"OKAY. I want to."

Less than five minutes. I thought that night's show was over, but it wasn't.

"Photos used to be one-time with this pose" said Aarin.

He showed a Hrithik Roshan-style pose that seemed to want to kiss Priyanka Chopra who stood in front of him while closing her eyes in the film Agneepath.

"The photo will be more uwuww if Mas Reza takes off his clothes," cried Aarin without shame.

Ihsan just laughed at the behavior of the girl who turned out to be her lover. Of course, like Reza who loves me with all my madness, like that Ihsan's love for Aarin too. Yeah, because love grew out of two individuals who had a lot in common. Aye, right?